The entertainment industry is sober

Chapter 404 One is inherently dead

Chapter 404

"Men are inherently mortal, or they are heavier than Mount Tai, or lighter than a feather."

Sang Yuan let go of Ni Bingyan, turned around, put his arms on the back of the chair, and lay on his back, staring at the few scattered stars in the night sky. After a long while, he said softly:

"Many people think such a big reasoning is very funny and out of date.

"I feel that survival is so difficult these days, who has the time to think about these unrealistic things?
"But I'm sure you, like me, don't think so.

"People's beliefs have never had much to do with living conditions, but with what you think.

"My dad has a friend who is worth tens of billions, but he likes to farm in his spare time. It is said that last year he just applied for a new variety of corn, and the yield was very high, because he did everything by himself and did not pretend to be someone else. very proud.

"My family once hired a cleaning lady. She would buy painting materials when she was paid every month. When she came back from work, she would set up an easel to paint. It has been many years. Once a water pipe burst in her house. There was water in the room, and we didn't know until she took out the finished paintings to dry.

"My mother was moved by her diligence and pursuit, and wanted to send her to a painting academy, but she also refused, saying that she simply likes painting, not that she wants to become a painter.

"In the year she retired, my mother held an art exhibition for her and sold a lot of works. I heard that with the money, she went back to her hometown and bought a house directly. She lived a very stable life..."

Sang Yuan told her about the things she had experienced, and advised her not to ignore spiritual pursuits just because of material satisfaction.

No dream, no struggle, what is the difference from salted fish?
People who often say this kind of words on their lips and carry them through to the end are mediocre people?
He firmly believed that Ni Bingyan was just depressed for a while, not really decadent.

Ni Bingyan listened quietly, only held his hand silently, crossed fingers with him, and did not speak.

Opposite the small square, under the dim street lights, the shadowy green plants have their own hazy beauty.

A few children were jumping rubber bands there, and crystal beads of sweat splashed as the children ran and jumped.

A few grandparents sitting or standing next to each other are holding a fan and chatting enthusiastically while shaking it.

They don't care about each other's wealth, some are holding cattail fans worth a few dollars, others are holding fragrant sandalwood antique fans, and what's more, they are holding a plastic fan with an advertisement for a certain male hospital on the fan.

When others saw it, they all said that she had a personality, and they didn't look down on her because of it.

A Persian cat jumped down from the crabapple tree, raised its head, and meowed at a little girl who was sweating profusely from playing.

The little girl wiped off her sweat before squatting down, and hugged the cat with her arms like lotus root joints.

The cat was very obedient and obediently let her hold her. However, the girl was too small and the cat was too fat, so the cat slipped out of her arms like a piece of cat cake.

The little girl shook the cat on her shoulders vigorously, stroked its buttocks, made it sit still, and wiped the sweat with the back of her hand before saying goodbye to her friends:

"It's time for me to go home! My cat, Meow-chan, is here to pick me up~"

One person and one cat bid farewell to their friends and slowly disappeared at the end of the path.

Ni Bingyan looked at the backs of the two of them, unable to recover for a long time.

There are so many good things in life, you just need to slow down and feel them.

It seems to be much better than rushing forward.

Moreover, what people like doesn't really seem to have much to do with the economic situation.

She hasn't had a vacation for a long time, even if she has already become a habit, she still feels tired.

They are all flesh and blood, and it is impossible not to be tired.

When you are tired, what you want most is to stop in place and take a rest.

"If a person lives a lifetime and only pursues money, then I can live a better life than most people in the world since I was born without making any efforts.

"But I didn't do that. Instead, I worked very hard since I was a child, even much harder than my peers.

"why?

"Because others are others, and I am me. I don't want to waste my life. I don't want to come to this world for a while, but I can't leave any traces.

"I hope that when I die, besides my relatives and friends, there will be more people who will miss me, think about me, and miss me...

"Don't look at me earning so much money now, but it's still far away from my goal, and I still need to fight for it for a long, long time.

"Being rich and contributing to society are two different things. In this respect, you are doing better than me."

Leaving aside social contributions and the like, those words just pierced into Ni Bingyan's heart.

The reason she worked so hard was because she was fed up with being ignored.

When she was young, no matter what happened to her, the surroundings were quiet, no one would care, and no one would care.

As long as she is alive and does not harm the society, no one will care what she is thinking and what she wants.

At school, her seat was always in the corner.

No one cared whether she would attend the class or not, and no one would ask her to walk with her after school, and no one would take her with her when they made an appointment to go to the toilet together between classes.

It seems that children born in orphanages and children raised in normal families are two different kinds of people.

She later enjoyed being an actress, largely because she had had enough of the neglect.

I want to be the center of attention, I want others to focus on her, I want to make myself more important, I want others to remember my goodness...

Human is a very complicated creature, the most puzzling thing is her thoughts, but sometimes people are very pure, what she wants has always been simple.

This guy is the best at coaxing people, as long as she retorts that she is not as good as he said, he can blow a lot of rainbow farts until she is happy.

She is not in a good mood now, and she doesn't want to fight with him.

The death of life, it turned out to be so easy.

It seems that no matter how hard you try, there is no point.

In fact, she vaguely understood why her mood suddenly turned bad after knowing that Kong Xuyan had passed away.

Because she is afraid.

Fear of death.

Such a continuous job, in case of sudden death, wouldn't it be worth it?

Perhaps for her now, keeping in good health is the top priority.

Seeing her bow her head and not speak.Sang Yuan stood up with a sigh, grabbed her hand, and signaled her to follow him to continue walking.

"You always can't figure out why I like you so much. After all, no matter in terms of family background, growth environment, or occupation, we are different in all aspects. Under normal circumstances, it is really difficult for us to get together, because the life circle There is almost no overlap."

As we walked, Sang Yuan found a new topic.

The daughter-in-law always has a low mood for a period of time, can't get excited about doing anything, and has no appetite for food. At this time, it's time to coax her.

Like this, in midsummer night, holding hands and walking around, chatting with each other while walking, it's better than giving gifts.

"Yeah! What's even more amazing is that we haven't had a lot of daily contact, and you suddenly fell in love with me, and you used so many tricks to look like you are bound to win. Sometimes I wonder if you are I owed me a huge sum of money in my previous life, and now I have to repay the debt in this life, otherwise, what are you trying to do? Figure me out on business trips? It can’t be so superficial, you want me to look good, right?"

Ni Bingyan is not the kind of person who likes to be immersed in sadness, seeing him talking about this, she couldn't help but give him a squinting look.

"Cough, cough, cough!"

Sang Yuan felt guilty when she saw her, and almost choked on his saliva by accident!
The two have been in a long-distance relationship for a long time, wrote a lot of letters, chatted a lot, and sent a lot of messages, so the number of face-to-face heart-to-heart talks can be counted on one hand.

I didn't expect it to be so exciting.

"What's wrong? What's wrong with what I said? Don't think that if you don't tell me, I don't know. I just don't expose you."

Everyone who is good at acting has a deep study of micro-expressions.

The two faced each other, and Ni Bingyan couldn't find anything wrong, so it's not normal!
 I have an annoyance recently, and my emotional intelligence is not enough to deal with it. I would like to ask you to help me out.My neighbor’s Xiang sister always gave me things. Two days ago, she sent a basket of apricots, and today she sent a box of ten catties of mangoes. In the evening, she told me that she had too many zongzi to eat, and asked me to help her solve one. gift box.I was very embarrassed, but every time she said that there was so much to eat at home, and it was going to be broken, and asked me to help, I thought how should I return the gift?I don't usually do anything for her.When cooking for our two children, I occasionally invite her to eat together, such as stewed chicken soup, and I will also give a bowl to the children.It's all incidental, the kind that doesn't bother you at all!I saw her drink yogurt on an empty stomach several times in the morning, the kind just out of the refrigerator.She stir-fries spicy dishes, steams quick-frozen buns, dumplings, and steamed buns for her children, and occasionally steams corn and pumpkin. Everyone raises their children differently, but I think children's stomachs are delicate... I don't know if my actions have crossed the line, What made her feel stressed?Now that the pressure is on me, how should I return the gift?I really don't like to owe people favors.Bald!Sister Xiang is a good communicator, she always has a way to convince me, and I often owe money for my emotional intelligence, and I always follow my feelings in doing things... I am not saying that there is something wrong with her raising children like this, or that she is sorry for the baby next door, but I just feel that sharing is a little bit A little bit of healthy food may be better for the child, and I just send it over. I don't care if she feeds it to the child.Oops, I don't know whether to make it clear.

  
 
(End of this chapter)

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